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It was dark, pitch black almost. The silhouette of a figure stood away from the camera in silence. Whomever it is, made you wait in anticipation for the revealing of their identity. A click, the light of a desk lamp triggers a small dose of light to the area. The body walked towards the light and a face emerged from the shadows. Scully stood with a look of seriousness like never before, he didn't look his normal smiley self, in fact he had a darkness about him. He was moody, almost aggravated in fact. Scully pulls out the swivel chair and places his rear end on to the leather material. 

"A year and some has passed since I stepped foot into a wrestling ring, with a live audience and the camera's recording for live TV. The viewers in attendance and the viewers at home, watched a pitiful Scully enter the squared circle. They watched a former XWF Universal Champion be destroyed by some clown. No, I am not speaking about my opponent, Peter Gilmour. I literally fought a clown. Not Doink. Not Dink. It wasn't Pennywise, the dancing clown. The truth be told, I can not even remember his name. It wasn't even Ghost Wanks alter ego. I do not wish to and therefore I haven't even done my research to see whom it was. The simple fact is I can't remember. Truthfully. 

For the first time in Scully's career, I no-showed. I didn't cut a single promo leading up to that match and I certainly wasn't even aware as to what was happening. I turned up to that arena, pissed. Not pissed off, literally pissed. I was drunk as a skunk, as they say. I was intoxicated. The fact that the XWF99 management would allow me to compete in such a state, speaks volumes about their current welfare system. I didn't even have wrestling gear on, I could barely stand. In fact, before my scheduled match, I briefly remember being thrown in the shower by someone in an attempt to wake me up.

I know I lost. I remember bits of that night. I know that I was escorted to the back and then thrown out of the arena like a piece of unwanted shit. There was no love for me, there were no concerns. I literally woke up in a bush the next morning trying to put together the pieces. My holdall bag rested under my head. My coat was over me like a blanket. My mobile phone was dead, the screen itself was smashed. The XWF had been and gone. But I didn't blame them entirely, I mean it was me who decided to drink the alcohol. But thanks for the support assholes!

I haven't heard a single word from the XWF99 management but I can't say I'm surprised. To the XWF crowd, to the fans who were watching that show in the comfort of their homes, they thought that a drunk Scully was just an attempt at another, 'GIMMICK!' That could be further from the truth. I have DM's galore on my Twitter account from wrestling fans, messages I haven't yet opened. I just want to publicly apologise to the ones who have given a damn and tell you that your support means an awful lot. Thank you.

I went awol on wrestling. I went awol on my friends. Curtista and Alfie, no longer associate with me. My two best friends are no longer interested. Those 'Flock of Tards' who looked up to me, now look at me with disgust. My EX fiancee and our son, Aston are staying in the family home. Me, I am no longer there. I had to move out.  I disappeared after that show and continued to drink myself, silly. I had Bar fights, I slept around with various women, half of them, I can't even remember.... 

I slept alone. I slept on a park bench, I slept in a hotel. I basically fucked it all up. It's up to me to stay clean and it's up to me to build the bridge which may be permanently broken..

Before you feel sorry for my ex, may I tell you that I didn't just wake up one day and decide to pour myself a Jack. I didn't wake up and just randomly opened a bottle of Jim Beam. I returned from a show previously and caught her in bed, with her boss! Her boss, Mr. Gringos. Well, home wrecking Cunt, Mark. I grabbed that asshole and threw him down our stairs. Gringos was hospitalised and I was arrested. For me, that's where it all began."

Scully takes a breath before grabbing a glass of clear substance and drinking some.

"No need to be concerned. This is not Vodka. It is merely water. You may be happy to know I am fighting my addiction. I once didn't understand why people were addicted to things. Whether it was drug's, gambling, cheating. In life, we make choices and in life, some things trigger our downfall. 

Addiction hey? Just like Shane Carver with potatoes and scat. Unknown Soldier, had Satan. Gilly with sucking dick, which may have been forced upon him by watching the likes of Vinnie Lane and Theo Pryce have homosexual sex. Robbie Bourbon and his love for trolling. Barney Green and trans. Maddy with his lacklustre attempt to work. We all have addictions, some of which, we haven't yet discovered. 

My addiction was alcohol but I am now recovering. I go to group meetings regularly and I have a great therapist by the name of Mr. Gentile. I am slowly building a relationship back with my son.

There are actions that have reasons and reasons that need actions. However, I am yet to grasp that some actions, have consequences. I mean obviously I know they do, I know that sometimes your brain doesn't think before you act. My feelings, my lack of ability to control my temper have left me with unwanted scars. Not physical scars as such but mental ones. I have inflicted those unwanted scars onto others.

Shane Carver approached me, he showed me what he and another or others were trying to build here in the NEW and improved XWF. He left the ball in my court and although I agreed to give it a whirl, I still question my stability. 

In the XWF99 I had 2, just 2 XWF Universal Championship title opportunities. Where others got them at will. I am not upset though, I am not even angry. I am just focusing on the present and my future. In the present time, on the first ever Frenzy, I face someone from the pas, who has now inserted himself into the present of the NEW XWF. This match is branded a "LEGENDS MATCH" and as deeply touched to be called that, I am far from being a 'LEGEND.' I do not want to be known as a 31 year old legend. I am NOT! One XWF Universal Championship reign makes me a legend? Three Tag-Team title reigns make me a legend? Pffft… An Xtteme title reign. They do not make me a legend. I am still young unlike my opponent, Peter Gilmour. The same Peter Gilmour I handed the XWF Universal Championship too on a silver platter, just to upset the XWF management. You're welcome, Peter you inconsiderate fuck! 

God of Xtreme? God of sucking dick! I never once received a thank you for handing you your ONLY XWF Universal title reign in 20 years of being an active member roster of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation. Like I said you're welcome. All these so called 'Gilly Tests?' It was obvious that the Gilly Test was invented so the Uni Champ got an easy title defence. That's what Vinnie Lane would say anyway.

You could refer to me as Mr. Contradiction. After all we all contradict ourselves in some shape, form or other. Whether it's purposely or accidentally. I was always told, it's the way you say things that matters. I mean one minute, I may tell you Gilly that you really awesome. You ooze awesomeness. But then I'd be lying. Contradiction is one thing but I don't lie, unless I have too.

I'm glad you had the title for one week before losing it straight away. I mean you only had 198 more attempts than myself. Now they refer to you as a 'LEGEND?' Bellend more like. I'll give you, your props though. I mean you always gave it your all, a bit like myself and you were also underappreciated. You did utter some garbage in your time and I'm sure you will still be doing it now. I digress, you are garbage!"

A small smirk appeared on Scully's face for the first time. Scully coughed before muttering the words, "Covid."

Skull smirked again before continuing, "Peter Gilmour, how are you pal? I bet you've been shagging every woman in America. Bet you had a go on my ex to didn't ya? You dirty, dirty bastard! I'm surprised you haven't got an Onlyfans, to be perfectly honest with you. I mean all this vagina you get, you could earn some top dollar. Tell them all to suck your pencil dick. Bravo, bravo.

I hope you're ready, Peter. I hope you've been warming up, taking your vitamins and doing your yoga. I hope you're taking this very seriously, don't underestimate me, Peter. It may just be your downfall!

Da End, Scully Has Spoken!"

Skull began laughing sadistically before turning the lamp back off and ending the promo.